It may not be the “best”, but…it was the early 90s and we didn’t have a lot of money. My mom dressed me in a trash bag (one of those Jack-o’-lantern ones used for collecting leaves) filled with tissue paper. Add a little green facepaint and hairdye and for under 5 bucks, I was the happiest little pumpkin around.

I was guilty of this! I always joked about being OCD because I color code, alphabetize, and organize everything…but I don’t “clean” compulsively. I didn’t actually think I was on the Obsessive-Copulsive spectrum until I started learning about the other symptoms. I have very vivid “worst-case scenario” thoughts during certain situations that I cannot stop. Also, if I get a word or phrase or even just a sound pattern stuck in my head…it stays there, repeating, for hours.

My one and only office romance was a bad idea for two reasons. 1) We worked together, obviously. 2) He was Indian & awaiting his arranged marriage. Nobody else in the office knew about it, so I had to pretend to not be awkward at his engagement party or when our office watched the live stream of his wedding from India. Yes. Live stream. Of his wedding. From India. He took another job immediately after.

I haven’t been catfished personally, but long before the show (and the documentary)…in 2005, when Facebook first became available to people without a .edu email address, a lot of guys at my high school “met” this girl named Amber. I did some Nev work and quickly discovered it was fake, found the actual girl on MySpace, and figured out who was behind it. Ten years later and in a different town, I had a stranger come up to me on the street in front of a bar and ask, “Do you know an Amber *****? I’m supposed to be meeting her here.” He showed me her picture from Facebook…apparently she’s still at it.

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